After that, as she lay in the bed, Sabrina felt too exhausted to stir.

Tyrone took care of cleaning her up.

With a serene sigh, Sabrina surrendered to sleep.

In her drowsy haze, the shrill ring of a phone startled her.

The phone was promptly answered. She convinced herself it was a dream.

Following that, a whispering voice echoed, and a door creaked open and then shut.

Suddenly, Sabrina's eyes shot open. The room was engulfed in darkness.

Illuminated by the moonlight, she looked to her side, only to find the bed empty.

It dawned upon her that the earlier events were not figments of her imagination. Someone had indeed called Tyrone.

After a while, the door handle gently turned. Tyrone tiptoed in, sparing a glance at the dozing Sabrina before silently heading to the closet to dress.

With that, he quietly left the room.

The door clicked shut, restoring tranquility in the room.

Shortly, the hum of a car engine filled her ears

Sabrina's eyes fluttered open as she gazed at the ceiling shrouded in darkness.

A suspicion arose in her mind, suggesting that the call had been from Galilea.

She longed to ask, yet her courage faltered.

Her fear of humiliation deterred her from confronting the situation.

Even if she pleaded with Tyrone to stay, he wouldn't oblige.

Sabrina shut her eyes, but sleep eluded her. She spent the night tossing and turning.

As dawn approached, she heard the familiar sound of the car.